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ALFRED G. LEWER
A PIONEER MISSIONARY.
I
It has been the privilege of my wife and myself
to know Alfred Lewer from the days when we
were all children together,—growing up in the
Sunday School in Finsbury Park Congregational
Church, North London.
As " Brother Alf." — for so he afterwards
came to be affectionately called by all who knew
him intimately—grew up into young manhood, he
was conspicuous for the way he began to throw
himself heart and soul into open-air Gospel work,
lodging-house visitation, and all the more evangelical branches of the church's activity. I am
ashamed to say that I had little fellowship with
him in those days. We well remember the way
he rather shocked the 10-15 a.m. prayer meeting
on Sunday mornings by dropping on his knees
and pouring out very fervent, if not always strictly
grammatical, prayers. We were used to something rather more "proper"!
Then came " Pentecost." Hallelujah! About
that time a little company of us, including Alfred
Lewer, who were really seeking out for more of
God, were meeting in my mother's house every
Monday evening, just to read the Word, pray, and
have helpful fellowship. Some of us had begun
to attend the Pentecostal meetings at Mrs, Cantel's
I

ALFRED G. LEWER
A PIONEER MISSIONARY.
I
It has been the privilege of my wife and myself
to know Alfred Lewer from the days when we
were all children together,—growing up in the
Sunday School in Finsbury Park Congregational
Church, North London.
As " Brother Alf." — for so he afterwards
came to be affectionately called by all who knew
him intimately—grew up into young manhood, he
was conspicuous for the way he began to throw
himself heart and soul into open-air Gospel work,
lodging-house visitation, and all the more evangelical branches of the church's activity. I am
ashamed to say that I had little fellowship with
him in those days. We well remember the way
he rather shocked the 10-15 a.m. prayer meeting
on Sunday mornings by dropping on his knees
and pouring out very fervent, if not always strictly
grammatical, prayers. We were used to something rather more "proper"!
Then came " Pentecost." Hallelujah! About
that time a little company of us, including Alfred
Lewer, who were really seeking out for more of
God, were meeting in my mother's house every
Monday evening, just to read the Word, pray, and
have helpful fellowship. Some of us had begun
to attend the Pentecostal meetings at Mrs, Cantel's
I